Duma frowned but wrote nothing about that in particular. Calling Lucifer a brat was quite rude but he could understand why a human would think that. "He didn't get mad - he started a war that ended the lives of many of our family." But the conversation of his age and his looks was amusing. After all, Duma didn't age. He was an immortal though he didn't know if he was, say, attractive or not. What did humans find nice to look at? "Thank you? I think."
He watched as Dean built his burger, watching the process of each topping, where the buns went and such. Yes, he could do that. But before he got up, he wrote on his phone. While the words spoke, he got up to make the same exact burger that Dean had because obviously, that was the tried and true method. "Keep this to yourself, but I've applied to be the councilmember for Brightford. If it goes through, should you need anything despite living elsewhere, let me know."